I woke up this morning to see that two chairs were missing from the dining room. Checked the living room. Nope. Peeked in my mother's bedroom. Not there. Oh, where have the two chairs gone? I have a feeling they found their way back to the "mystery room," where things disappear, never to be seen again.
Once, she was having one of her "pace until she drops' nights....she finally landed on the floor.... she never hurt herself when she fell, can only shake my head on that one..... but thought, why not change her pants while she is down and still..... I found a banana and two table knives in her pants !!!!!!! How she did that only God knows because I thought I was watching her pace..... we had laughs for days on here about that one.....!!!!
So good luck finding the chairs....please let us know how something that big can just disappear....... if we couldn't laugh, we'd all be in the 'mystery room'... lots of hugs and chocolate Jessie
Ever think that it is actually US that reside in the mystery room, and they are the sane ones?
They're like little raccoon's. Constantly whisking things away to their own private stash.
Maybe Ruth was thinking of making lunch for Jesse's mom and needed those two chairs for them to sit on? 2 chairs, knifes and a banana = mystery room lunch!
The third time he removed it I asked him, "Coy, I thought you liked that new cord with a switch on it."
Coy: Yes. It is great. I don't have to reach up to turn on the lamp!
Me: Why are you unplugging it and taking it off the lamp?
Coy: You said you bought it, right?
Me: Yes.
Coy: Well, if we own it I'm not going to leave it here when we check out!
See? It made perfect sense in the context of his delusion we were in a hotel.
I'll bet there is a very logical reason for carrying table knives in you pants, or removing chairs from a room if you just accept the delusion those dear folks are in!
they had been there all along... SHE knew where they were...
BTW, I found the other chair. I was walking outside and saw it through a window. It was hiding behind one of the long curtains. Why, only the gremlins of dementia can answer. I never thought to look behind the curtains. I couldn't see the legs because other things blocked the view.
What? Furniture, Medallions, cell phones, checkbooks, sippy cups....you name it. A cartoon would be cute too, showing chairs awkwardly shuffling from one place to another to hide out, other things sprouting legs and lumbering to hide in chairs, underneath cushions, in laundry hampers.
Definitely, folks, I think you've discovered a new world living right beneath your (our) noses.
It's carried out to make you think you're going
crazy.
And eventually you'll believe you are going crazy,
unless you put an end to it - NOW!